Michael Roe - It's for You lyrics

It's a fishbowl fry It's small potatoes Its some tough tomatoes When the sh** hits the fan From the fire to the frying pan So go on, stake a claim But the lease is a little lame 'cuz the land is a little locked To any borders or boundaries It'll leave you in a quandary... It's a wake-up call 'cuz the thrill of it all Isn't worth the punch Drunken binges only blow your lunch Yes you shot your wad When you named yourself "God" But your nickname is "chump" Blowing chunks out your mouth Wisdom out your rump It's a belching gas It's a treacherous trip On a mountainous pa** It's a warning It's a block You're the co*k 'o th' walk But you can't walk your talk It's for you and you and you It's a freeze-frame still Full of whiskey and bitter pills It's a catwalk crawl Through one barroom brawl after another (it's a mother) So don't look down 'cuz you won't like the drop It's fun while you're flying But it's bad when you're lying there Bleeding and dying It's for you and you and you It's a bath of sin With no way to clean up And no way to win It's a hardened heart That attacks when it stops And you can't make it start again Yes, you're laboring under the law With all of your foibles And all of your flaws You can cut 'em all loose And save yourself from the hangman There's no need to be damned But do you give a dang, man? Whether fortune and fame Or rank poverty We all rank just the same 'cuz every knee has to bow To some god of some kind Which one will you choose now? Is it you and you and you?